he hung up the phone directly and turned his head to look at the dragon in his arms.he seemed a little scared, curled up and looked at him timidly."what's wrong" The thrill of the night stirred up the...I went upstairs at night, passed by the room, and saw several doctors help Ling Yun from the wheelchair to the bed.

the thunderstorm told me, "slow down, slow down."

when Lingyun lay down, the indwelling needle on the back of his hand was still hung, and blood flowed immediately.

"get the medicine kit." The thunderstorm hurriedly treated the wound to Lingyun.

several doctors and nurses bring medical kits and help them next to them.

one of them couldn't help complaining: "Miss Ling is so badly hurt that she finally lies down and wants to move out. Isn't that troublesome"

"that is, Miss Ling is so pathetic."

"shut up!" Cold drink from thunderstorm.

the two doctors bowed their heads and dared not speak nonsense again.

Ling Yun leaned weakly on the bed, but there was a gentle smile on her face. When the thunderstorm took care of her wound, she immediately thanked her with dumb words.

"Miss Ling, you're welcome." The nurses are very distressed about Ling Yun.

when Night Thunder saw this, he felt a little guilty, so he walked in.

"King of the Night!" The thunderstorm hurriedly bowed his head and saluted.

other medical staff stooped and bowed their heads, very nervous.

Night Thunder made a gesture, and the thunderstorm immediately retired with the medical staff.

"did I wake you up"

Night Zhenting stood at the end of the bed, deliberately keeping his distance from Lingyun.

"I wasn't asleep in the first place." Ling Yun smiled and shook her head and explained in a dumb language, "because there is something wrong with my family, it is not convenient to live in my house for the time being. My father will return home soon. Grandpa is worried that it is not safe for me to live outside, so he let me live here. Am I disturbing you"

her understanding, gentleness and humility are really annoying.

"No." Night Thunder said politely, "just now I was not directed at you, you do not mind."

"I understand." Ling Yun smiled gently and said in dumb language, "I heard that this room belonged to the old lady. It was my fault that I moved in hastily. I will move there early tomorrow morning."

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"never mind." Night thrill appeased way, "Xiaolou has not lived for a long time, dusty, not suitable for patients, you can feel at ease here."

"aren't you angry" Ling Yun looked at him nervously.

"there's nothing to be angry about." Night Thunder looked back, made sure the door was closed, and said bluntly, "there's something I'd like to ask for your help."

"me" Ling Yun was very surprised. "what can I do for you"

"Grandpa is here, so he is too strict with me, which is not conducive to the relationship between grandparents and grandchildren. In addition, he is in poor health. I hope he can return home as soon as possible to recuperate."

Night Thunder said vaguely, "can you persuade him for me"

"of course." Ling Yun smiled, "but my persuasion may not be useful. I will try my best."

"Thank you" Night Zhen Ting thanked him and turned to leave.

Ling Yun looked at his back and his eyes were filled with complex feelings.

Thunder returned to his room at night, took a bath and lay down, took out the duck phone, looked at Leng Qianxue's phone records, and could not help sending her a text message: "are you asleep"

Leng Qianxue did not reply.

Night Throne is a little lost. What is that woman doing

Night Thunder had a strange dream in which Leng Qianxue pointed a gun at him and asked him why he sent her away, why he sent someone to murder her, why she was bullied, and why he killed Mama Zhu.

he tried hard to explain, but he couldn't make a sound.

Leng Qianxue pulled the trigger and wanted to shoot.

then the Don appeared. He came over in a wheelchair and said he had done everything and had nothing to do with anyone else.

with a grim grin, "then go to hell -"

then she shot the Don in the head.to pour water for the wind and snow.Feng Qianxue sat on the bed with a pillow, looking at the shadow of the tree swaying by the floor-to-ceiling window. He was even more afraid, and he huddled in the...